In the Meadow

The meadow beckoned me to come over

And linger in her carpet of flowers

I obliged, laid my tired body down

Barely aware of anything around

The midday sun was lighting up the sky

Then there’s nothingness as I close my eyes

My next awareness, everything is dark,

A babbling brook and a coyote’s bark

I close my eyes overwhelmed by fatigue

Allowing more sleep to overtake me

My next awareness, with no dream recall

Morning was overtaking the night fall

My body shifted as the world awoke

But Morpheus called me from her abode

That bright sun, again, pried my eyes awake

But tired me has had all she can take

I play by the rules, I beat myself up

No matter what I give, it’s not enough

I’m tired, I can’t do it anymore

I surrender my soul, here at death’s door

But wait, who is this I see emerging?

A random new energy that’s surging

Her light surrounds me, “I’ll take it from here”

She says, “go rest, you’ve got nothing to fear”

Tired me obliges, no resistance

And fades to a space of non-existence

Real me emerges, yawning and stretching

Alive with wonder while the sun’s setting

The crickets chirping and the babbling brook

I rise and venture out to take a look

Little cottontails scamper from my feet

In the distance, curious eyes on me

My senses are heightened, I feel alive

Everything, right here, feels perfectly right

I stay the night, watch the rising sun

Content with myself, don’t need anyone

I have no desire to wander back

To that world where tired me was attacked

Since she’s tucked away in oblivion

I’m sure this is how new me can begin